Chapitre 35: Chapter 36
Great Xia Mansion.
While Liu Wenyan and Su Yu were discussing, there was also a debate happening in the mansion's lord residence.
In the spacious hall, there were only a few people.
Xia Longwu sat upright, looking directly ahead.
Below him, on the left, an elderly man who seemed like a military advisor of the Great Xia Mansion was listening silently with a smile on his face, saying nothing.
On the right, another elderly man with a scholarly and amiable appearance, with silver-white hair, also wore a smile and remained silent.
Apart from these two, a middle-aged burly man with developed muscles stood alone, his voice loud and angry as he rebuked, "Wan Tiansheng, stop promoting your ideas! This is the Great Xia Mansion, not the Seeking Boundary!"
The person being rebuked by the burly man was the elderly man with silver-white hair on the right.
Wan Tiansheng, the sixth generation head of the Great Xia Civilization Academy!
Wan Tiansheng smiled amicably, and even though the burly man was scolding him, he remained calm, his voice soft yet clear, "Zheng Ping, speak properly. There's no need to shout; I'm not deaf, I can hear you."
Wan Tiansheng continued with a smile, as if he were having a casual neighborhood chat, "The Dragon Martial Guards should be withdrawn. They've fought enough. In the battle against the Tanyi Divine Race, three thousand guards lost nearly a thousand, a heavy loss."
"It's fine to show our strength when necessary. I have no objections to that."
"But now, are you really planning to annihilate the Tanyi Divine Race?"
Wan Tiansheng looked at Xia Longwu and said softly, "The lord should understand that it's not feasible. The Tanyi Divine Race only deployed a ten-thousand-man guard on the Battlefield of the Heavens, not their entire main force."
"Continuing to pursue them might create more significant results, but it will require more lives."
"Three thousand Dragon Martial Guards, is the lord planning to throw them all in?"
Wan Tiansheng finished and shook his head, "There's no need for that. It's too reckless! The fight has already happened. Now, it's time to negotiate with the Tanyi Divine Race, make them withdraw this remnant force at a certain cost..."
As he spoke, the burly man angrily said, "We've already surrounded them, and they've been driven to a desperate situation. This ten-thousand-man guard can be completely annihilated. Why are you, Wan Tiansheng, letting them go? What are your intentions?"
"Have you been bribed by the Tanyi Divine Race?"
Wan Tiansheng was not angry, smiling as he replied, "Zheng Ping, personal attacks are unnecessary. I didn't deny we could take them down, but the key is... is it worth it? The three thousand Dragon Martial Guards were built at a significant cost to the Great Xia Mansion, and now we're going to throw them all in for a ten-thousand-man guard?"
"There are people from your War Academy in there, as well as people from our Civilization Academy, all elite. Are we going to throw them in just to fight a ragtag army?"
Wan Tiansheng sighed, "Some people don't like to think, they only like fighting. Such people... should be thrown onto the battlefield as cannon fodder, not allowed to command."
The burly man said coldly, "I've been in the military for thirty years and fought my way up from a grunt!"
"..."
Wan Tiansheng chuckled softly, "So you should stick to being a fighter. Why get involved in strategy formulation?"
The burly man angrily retorted, "I know you look down on me, but I don't need your approval! We only need to deploy the remaining two thousand Dragon Martial Guards, and without much cost, we can completely annihilate them!"
The burly man continued reluctantly, "We've lost nearly a thousand people, driven them to a desperate situation. Wan Tiansheng, have you considered how the Dragon Martial Guards feel about retreating now?"
"Will the soldiers on the front line be willing?"
"I'm a soldier; I understand them! They won't be willing, they will feel wronged. They lost a third of their comrades and gained an absolute advantage, driving the enemy to a desperate situation, only to give up now... no one will accept that!"
The burly man's eyes reddened, "We paid so much to win this war..."
"So we need to make up for it!"
Wan Tiansheng said softly, "War isn't about reckless military expansion, Zheng Ping. After so many years, don't you understand? Sometimes, winning or losing isn't about how many you kill, but what you gain."
"I don't like the Great Xia Mansion's way of fighting, leaving no survivors, no grass uncut!"
"That's not good, very bad!"
"You're just provoking the enemy's resistance, making them fight to the death!"
"When it's time to stop, stop immediately. Let them exchange resources, techniques, blood, and treasures for their lives."
"Next time we fight, halfway through, after losing 30%, they'll think of surrendering, paying for their lives."
"Break their fighting spirit, not ignite it."
Wan Tiansheng sighed, "The Great Xia Mansion has fought so many wars over the years. Yes, we kill the most enemies each time, but we also suffer the most losses and gain the least!"
"Our enemies' fighting spirit has been ignited by you. The ten thousand races on the Battlefield of the Heavens know that when they encounter people from the Great Zhou Mansion, they can buy their lives if they can't win. But when they encounter people from the Great Xia Mansion... they fight to the death!"
"Zhou Potian does this well, even the Great Ming Mansion does better than us."
"Our Great Xia Mansion has elite troops, invincible on the battlefield, but... what about the losses? The compensation?"
Wan Tiansheng shook his head and sighed, "Zheng Ping, I think the lord should take you to the treasury and see if it's empty!"
Zheng Ping's body trembled slightly, looking at Xia Longwu.
Xia Longwu, who had remained silent, said calmly when he saw Zheng Ping looking at him, "The treasury isn't sufficient, but it's fine. The Great Xia Mansion can afford it!"
Wan Tiansheng chuckled, "The lord means... continue fighting?"
Xia Longwu looked at him coldly, "Wan Tiansheng, you said some correct things. The Great Xia Mansion suffers the most losses and gains the least. I know this better than you, but over the years, I've only listened to your words, never taking them seriously. Do you know why?"
Wan Tiansheng was not surprised, slowly saying, "I understand. The lord needs to train the strongest human army, to have a vanguard army that can fight tough battles for the human race!"
"As long as you understand!"
Xia Longwu stood up, his voice cold, "In the past, the Great Zhou Mansion was the strongest! The Great Zhou Army swept across the Battlefield of the Heavens, invincible! At that time, they were like this: after winning, the enemy could buy their lives."
"One year, two years... ten years, a hundred years!"
"Then one day, they were on the Battlefield of the Heavens. They drove the enemy to a desperate situation, thinking they could collect their gains, but... they were wrong! That elite divine race corps fought to the death!"
"With ten thousand troops, they defeated the complacent Great Zhou's hundred thousand troops! The Great Zhou Army had forgotten how to fight to the death, forgotten how to fight to the end! The hundred thousand troops... collapsed!"
Xia Longwu sneered, "This is the famous Luozhou Sea Battle! A crushing defeat!"
"The hundred thousand elite troops were defeated by a remnant force! Unbelievable, the ten thousand races of the heavens were shocked to find... the most elite human army was a paper tiger!"
"The myth of the invincible Great Zhou Army was shattered! Because they had gotten used to it, they thought, 'Why should so many die in war?'"
Xia Longwu looked at Wan Tiansheng, his voice deep, "This lesson is right in front of us, Wan Tiansheng. Do you still think there's no need to fight tough battles?"
"Not exactly."
Wan Tiansheng shook his head, then said, "But the Great Xia Mansion really can't hold on anymore! Lord, there must be a balance. Don't completely deny the Great Zhou Army just because of one defeat. The Great Zhou Army could quickly rise again because they had gained so much in the past, so they could quickly rebuild an elite corps!"
"And our Great Xia Mansion... if we lose the Dragon Martial Guards, it's too difficult to rebuild them!"
Xia Longwu looked at him, looking down on him.
Wan Tiansheng did not avoid his gaze, staring back at Xia Longwu, and said again, "Retreat, negotiate, use resources to buy lives!"
"I, Xia Longwu, am the soul of the Great Xia Mansion, I cannot retreat!"
"But you must retreat!"
The previously gentle Wan Tiansheng was now aggressive, his eyes sharp, "If you don't retreat, the Great Xia Civilization Academy will no longer provide a single soldier to the Dragon Martial Guards, no more civilized masters will join the Dragon Martial Guards in battle!"
"Are you threatening me?"
Xia Longwu's voice was low. Wan Tiansheng stood up, his face serious, "If you don't retreat, I would rather let the teachers and students of the academy join the Great Zhou Mansion than let them die on the Battlefield of the Heavens for the sake of your name, Xia Longwu!"
"Nonsense!"
The Great Xia Prefecture.
While Liu Wenyen and Su Yu were discussing, there was also a debate happening at the City Lord's Mansion.
In the vast hall, only a few people were present.
Xia Longwu sat upright, staring directly below.
To his left was an elder, a strategist-like figure of the Great Xia Prefecture, smiling silently and listening without speaking.
To his right was another elder, scholarly and gentle, also smiling with his silver-white hair, not speaking either.
Aside from these two, a middle-aged burly man with developed muscles stood alone, his voice loud and angry: "Wan Tiansheng, stop spreading your rhetoric! This is the Great Xia Prefecture, not the Seeking Realm!"
The one the burly man was berating was none other than the silver-haired elder on the right.
Wan Tiansheng, the sixth generation Head of the Great Xia Civilization Academy!
Wan Tiansheng, with a serene smile, remained calm even under the burly man's anger. His voice was not loud, yet clear: "Zheng Ping, speak properly, no need to shout. My ears are not deaf; I can hear you."
Wan Tiansheng continued, still smiling as if merely chatting with neighbors, speaking softly: "The Dragon Martial Guards should withdraw. They've fought enough. In the battle against the Tianyi God Clan, three thousand guards lost nearly a thousand. The loss is heavy."
"It's necessary to show strength when needed, I have no objections to that."
"But now, are we really planning to annihilate the Tianyi God Clan?"
Wan Tiansheng looked at Xia Longwu, speaking softly: "The Lord should understand, it's impossible. The Tianyi God Clan has only deployed a ten-thousand-strong guard on the battlefield, not their main force."
"Continuing to pursue might create more victories, but it will require more lives."
"Are you planning to throw all three thousand Dragon Martial Guards into it?"
Wan Tiansheng shook his head: "There's no need for that, it's too reckless! We've already fought. Now, we should negotiate! Go and negotiate with the Tianyi God Clan, make them retreat their remaining forces at a certain cost..."
At this, the burly man angrily retorted: "We've already surrounded them, they are near desperation. This ten-thousand-strong guard can be completely wiped out, and you, Wan Tiansheng, want to let them go. What are your intentions?"
"Have you been bribed by the Tianyi God Clan?"
Wan Tiansheng was not angry, smiling: "Zheng Ping, personal attacks are unnecessary. I haven't denied we can take them down, the key is... is it worth it? The three thousand Dragon Martial Guards, the cost to the Great Xia Prefecture to build them, now you want to throw them all away for a ten-thousand-strong guard?"
"Among them are people from your War Academy and our Civilization Academy, all elites, and you want to throw them in just to fight a ragtag army?"
Wan Tiansheng sighed: "Some people don't like to think, only to fight and kill. Such people should be thrown onto the battlefield as common soldiers, never to command."
The burly man coldly retorted: "I've been in the military for thirty years, rising from a common soldier!"
"..."
Wan Tiansheng chuckled, speaking softly: "So just be a good fighter. Why meddle in big strategy decisions?"
The burly man angrily replied: "I know you look down on me, and I don't need your approval! But as long as the remaining two thousand Dragon Martial Guards are deployed, with minimal cost, we can annihilate them!"
The burly man, unwilling to relent, continued: "We've lost nearly a thousand men, driving them to desperation. Wan Tiansheng, if we withdraw now, have you considered how the Dragon Martial Guards will feel?"
"The frontline soldiers, will they be willing?"
"As a soldier, I understand them! They won't be willing, they'll be frustrated, having lost a third of their comrades. Holding the upper hand, driving the enemy to desperation, and then retreating... no one will be willing!"
The burly man, with reddened eyes, said: "We've paid so much to win this war..."
"So we need to make up for it!"
Wan Tiansheng said softly: "War is not about reckless fighting, Zheng Ping, after all these years, don't you understand? Sometimes victory is not measured by how many you kill, but by how much you gain."
"I don't like the Great Xia Prefecture's way of fighting, killing everything, leaving no grass behind!"
"It's not good, not at all!"
"Your way only fuels the enemy's resistance, making them fight to the death, burning their boats!"
"Knowing when to stop, let them use resources, techniques, martial arts, divine blood, and treasures to exchange for their lives."
"Next time, when we fight again, after losing thirty percent, they'll think of surrendering, buying their lives."
"Break their will to fight, don't ignite it."
Wan Tiansheng sighed: "The Great Xia Prefecture has fought so many battles over the years. Yes, we've killed the most enemies each time, but we've also suffered the most losses and gained the least!"
"The enemy's fighting spirit has been aroused by you. The myriad races on the battlefield know that encountering the Great Zhou Prefecture's people, they can buy their lives if they can't win. Encountering the Great Xia Prefecture... they fight to the death!"
"Zhou Potian did well in this regard. Even the Great Ming Prefecture is better than us."
"The Great Xia Prefecture has elite soldiers, invincible on the battlefield, but... what about the losses? The pensions?"
Wan Tiansheng shook his head and sighed: "Zheng Ping, I think the Lord should take you to the treasury to see if it's empty!"
Zheng Ping's body trembled, looking at Xia Longwu.
Xia Longwu, who had been silent, calmly said when Zheng Ping looked over: "The treasury is indeed not very full, but it doesn't matter, the Great Xia Prefecture can bear the cost!"
Wan Tiansheng chuckled: "The Lord means... continue fighting?"
Xia Longwu looked at him coldly: "Wan Tiansheng, some things you said are right. The Great Xia Prefecture suffers the most, gains the least. I'm clearer on these matters than you, but all these years, I've listened to your words but never taken them seriously. Do you know why?"
Wan Tiansheng was not surprised, speaking slowly: "I understand. The Lord needs to train the strongest human legion! To have a vanguard army that can fight tough battles for the human race!"
"As long as you understand!"
Xia Longwu stood up, coldly saying: "In the past, the Great Zhou Prefecture was the strongest! The Great Zhou Army swept through the battlefield, invincible! Back then, they were like this, winning and letting the enemy buy their lives."
"One year, two years... ten years, a hundred years!"
"When they once fought the myriad races, having driven the enemy to desperation, thinking they could harvest, they were wrong! That elite divine race corps fought to the death!"
"With a force of ten thousand, they defeated the complacent Great Zhou Army of one hundred thousand! The Great Zhou Army had forgotten how to fight to the death, forgotten how to fight desperately! One hundred thousand troops... crumbled!"
Xia Longwu sneered: "This is the recorded Battle of Luo Zhou Sea! A crushing defeat!"
"The ten thousand elite troops, the myth of the Great Zhou Army's invincibility, was shattered! Because they were used to thinking, why let so many die in war?"
Xia Longwu looked at Wan Tiansheng, speaking solemnly: "The precedent is right in front of us, Wan Tiansheng, do you still think fighting hard battles is unnecessary?"
"Not entirely."
Wan Tiansheng shook his head and continued: "But the Great Xia Prefecture can't hold on any longer! Lord, balance is key. One defeat doesn't entirely discredit the Great Zhou Army. They were able to quickly rise again because they had reaped huge rewards, allowing them to rebuild an elite corps quickly!"
"But our Great Xia Prefecture... if we lose the Dragon Martial Guards, it will be too difficult to build another!"
Xia Longwu looked at him, looking down on him.
Wan Tiansheng did not avoid his gaze, looking directly at Xia Longwu, and said again: "Withdraw, negotiate, use resources to buy lives!"
"I, Xia Longwu, am the soul of the Great Xia Prefecture. I cannot retreat!"
"You must retreat!"
The previously gentle Wan Tiansheng was now forceful, his gaze sharp: "If you don't retreat, the Great Xia Civilization Academy will no longer provide a single soldier to the Dragon Martial Guards, and no more civilized masters will join them!"
"Are you threatening me?"
Xia Longwu's voice was low, and Wan Tiansheng stood up, his face serious: "If you don't retreat, I'd rather let the academy's students join the Great Zhou Prefecture than let them die on the battlefield to make your name!"
"Scoundrel!"
Zheng Ping roared: "Wan Tiansheng, are you betraying the Great Xia Prefecture?"
"No, I am saving the Great Xia Prefecture. I am willing to fight for the human race, but not for a tyrant!"
Wan Tiansheng suddenly removed his crown, saying solemnly: "Wan Tiansheng resigns as the Head of the Great Xia Civilization Academy!"
Xia Longwu stared at him for a long time without speaking.
At this moment, the elder on the left laughed and spoke: "Head Wan, stop teasing Chief Zheng."
Zheng
Ping frowned at them, feeling displeased: "What do you mean?"
The elder chuckled: "Retreat, we must retreat. The Great Xia Prefecture has fought for decades, the battles have been too hard, and the losses too great. This time, the Lord has called you here to discuss this."
"You already guessed it, why embarrass the Lord..."
Wan Tiansheng pretended to be confused: "What do you mean?"
The elder laughed, shaking his head: "You, still the same as back then. Let me explain, can't you all discuss calmly without shouting?"
"The Lord wants to retreat... but he can't. He is a symbol for the human race, the soul of the Great Xia Prefecture. If he retreats, what will the frontline soldiers think?"
"He is not the shameless Zhu Tiandao..."
The previously tense hall suddenly filled with laughter.
Even the usually serious Xia Longwu sat down, coughing lightly: "Nonsense! Don't talk nonsense, Governor Zhu... cough cough, knows when to be shameless."
Everyone laughed, and the elder also laughed: "Yes, I was wrong. Let's not talk about him. Continuing the topic, we must retreat. The Dragon Martial Guards cannot be exchanged for the Tianyi God Clan's ten-thousand-strong guard with thousands of lives."
"But it can't be done in the name of the Lord."
"The Lord has killed several powerful members of the Tianyi God Clan and needs to retreat immediately."
"Today's meeting is to discuss the upcoming grand ceremony... The Lord will retreat, and Lord Xiahou will temporarily take over. At that time... Wan Tiansheng, you can stage today's scene again."
The elder laughed: "Let Lord Xiahou order the retreat! The Lord retreats to seclusion, handling nothing, unrelated to him."
"The frontline soldiers, even if dissatisfied, it won't matter. Lord Xiahou won't care about that."
"Lord Xiahou is originally a businessman. Let him negotiate compensation, losses, and terms with the Tianyi God Clan. That way, the Tianyi God Clan won't suspect, nor will the myriad races see the weakness of the Great Xia Prefecture."
At this moment, Zheng Ping understood, muttering: "Old scoundrel, is this appropriate? Lord Xiahou... you always push the blame onto him. Now, the outside world is already filled with his bad reputation..."
"So what if there's one more bad name."
The elder smiled: "Chief Zheng, Head Wan is not wrong. The treasury of the Great Xia Prefecture is almost empty. We can't continue fighting like this. We can't build another Dragon Martial Guard. Once this elite force is exhausted, the Great Xia Prefecture's elite force will be gone!"
"The Tianyi God Clan isn't about exterminating them. Why fixate on a ten-thousand-strong guard? The Lord retreats to seclusion, Lord Xiahou takes over. The world knows he's greedy for money, not fame."
"He retreats the troops, gets compensation from the Tianyi God Clan to replenish the Great Xia Prefecture's treasury. Who can complain?"
The elder smiled brilliantly: "The Tianyi God Clan will probably be grateful, thinking it's fortunate that Lord Xiahou took over, not the Lord continuing to command the Dragon Martial Guards, otherwise, this ten-thousand-strong guard would be finished."
"The Lord is known for never backing down. If he retreats now, it would be unbelievable, making others think the Great Xia Prefecture... is truly finished."
Zheng Ping hesitated, then asked quietly: "Is it really that serious?"
"Yes, the treasury is really almost empty."
The elder sighed: "Otherwise, after so many years of fighting, would we choose to compromise now? The Tianyi God Clan dared to invade the Great Xia Prefecture. According to our past attitude, we wouldn't stop until they suffered greatly!"
"But now, we must conserve our forces."
The elder said seriously: "The Lord choosing to retreat now also considers this. We can't continue fighting, not just the Dragon Martial Guards. The Demon Suppression Army has also issued multiple conscription orders for veterans. The losses are too great. Even the Demon Suppression Army needs to be quiet for a while."
"The Great Xia Prefecture looks strong but is actually in a transition period. These years of fighting have built our reputation. Now, we must recuperate!"
"When the Great Xia Prefecture recovers, the Lord will come out of seclusion!"
"At that time, it will be when the Lord reaches invincibility!"
On the side, Xia Longwu said indifferently, "I originally planned to go to the Battlefield of the Heavens soon to slaughter a king and help me reach this realm! However... to ensure everything, we'll conserve our energy and postpone this battle. In a few years, I believe the Great Xia Prefecture can recover its strength!"
"Wise decision, Lord!"
Wan Tiansheng echoed, "The Lord's choice gives hope to the Great Xia Prefecture!"
Xia Longwu didn't buy it, saying coldly, "Weren't you going to resign? How about this, a few days from now, you resign at the grand ceremony! Since Zhou Potian wants you, you can go there."
"The Lord jests!"
Wan Tiansheng remained unfazed, "Just rehearsing a bit, to ensure that Lord Xiahou doesn't notice anything unusual at the grand ceremony, and that no one else sees through it. Zhou Potian, that old fox, is not fit to be a companion!"
"Ha!"
Xia Longwu sneered, "Pass this message on to Zhou Potian!"
He said this to the elder on the left.
The elder laughed, looked at Zheng Ping, and said, "Chief Zheng, pass this message on to Lord Zhou, every word from Head Wan, without missing a single word!"
Zheng Ping's face turned dark, but he remained silent.
Xia Longwu ignored them, stood up, and said, "It's decided! The Dragon Martial Guards will withdraw immediately. The Tianyi God Clan must pay a price, and I... will enter seclusion. When I emerge, I will attack the Tianyi God Clan!"
Those below responded, with no further objections.
Wan Tiansheng, smiling broadly, glanced at Zheng Ping before leaving, and sighed, "Brute, not fit to be schemed with!"
Zheng Ping's face turned even darker, "Old scoundrel, this year's inter-academy exchange, wait until your academy is filled with cries!"
Wan Tiansheng didn't mind, instead, he laughed happily, "I look forward to it. Fight, fight hard! In past years, your War Academy people hit too lightly, like they haven't eaten."
"This year, if you go again, I'll provide you with ten thousand pounds of blood food for free. Eat your fill, use more strength, and if you drive away half of the students, I'll give you a banner. The Civilization Academy has too many people, what's the use of so many?"
Wan Tiansheng shook his head, "A bunch of mediocrities, I've long wanted to streamline the organization. If it weren't for those old fellows stopping me, I'd only recruit a thousand people a year at most! Old Zheng, this time I'll trouble you, work hard, if you drive away a thousand people, I'll personally lead the academy's teachers and students to your place to present a banner!"
Zheng Ping's face grew even darker. He had never won an argument with this old scoundrel!
Wan Tiansheng laughed heartily, walked out of the hall slowly, and lamented, "The Great Xia War Academy... has declined! Ah! The Dragon Martial Academy still has some promise, but your Great Xia War Academy, really, if you don't drive away a thousand people this year, I'll look down on you!"
With these words, Wan Tiansheng disappeared from sight.
After he left, Zheng Ping suddenly felt exhausted, "This old scoundrel is getting more and more difficult to deal with! Lord, is the Great Xia Prefecture really going to switch from offense to defense?"
Beside him, Xia Longwu, who had just left, appeared again.
Watching Wan Tiansheng leave, Xia Longwu was silent for a moment, then said softly, "It's not defense, it's waiting! Waiting for the recovery of strength! Wan Tiansheng has waited for so many years, waiting for the Great Xia Prefecture to be powerless, so... he won."
Zheng Ping sighed again, "I'm a bit scared."
"What are you afraid of?"
"I'm afraid... of losing the will to fight, losing confidence, losing morale."
Zheng Ping turned his head to look at Xia Longwu, his eyes complex, "I'm afraid that after we retreat, the hearts of the Great Xia Prefecture's people will change with this retreat!"
"What must come will come sooner or later."
Xia Longwu said indifferently, "We can't fight forever, fighting until the old soldiers retire, and then they have to return to battle! Recuperation is necessary. Resting now is better than resting when we can't fight anymore."
"Old Zheng, the War Academy has suffered heavy losses over the years too, it's time to rest."
After saying this, Xia Longwu fell silent, feeling somewhat desolate.
Having fought hard all his life, at this point, he couldn't continue to fight hard.
He spoke of looking down on Zhu Tiandao, looking down on Zhou Potian, but in reality... he admired and envied them a bit.
"At least... fewer of their sons have died in battle than in my Great Xia Prefecture..."
Muttering to himself, Xia Longwu's eyes showed a trace of bitterness. He wanted to keep fighting, but reality didn't allow him to.
Relentless warfare!
The Great Xia Prefecture at this moment was like boiling oil, seemingly flourishing, but actually fraught with danger.
"Wan Tiansheng... after fighting for so many years, I want to see what you can change."
Xia Longwu murmured in his heart, he also wanted to see how far Wan Tiansheng could go.
"The Civilization Academy... the next frontier, I hope there won't be any trouble. Teacher... can you really control it?"
Xia Longwu chuckled lightly. Teacher, yes, that was his mentor.
But over the years, he had almost forgotten.
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